” She replied. “Good girl. Now, do slaves wear clothes?” He asked. “Only if they please master.” “That’s my good little slut. Your dres... no longer pleases me.” He said. Without further instruction, she slid her dress down her shoulders and let it fall to the floor at her feet. “On your knees whore.” He instructed. “Hands behind your head, mouth open.” Like the slave slut she is, she instantly obeyed. Without further conversation, he opened his jeans, pulls out his rock hard dick and f***ed all. She would go to him, but not today.Today they reach the room together. She is holding his hand a little apprehensive about what she will find, but trusting him to protect her. They are late. The one thing he always chastises her about. She never can judge the travel time accurately. She clings to his hand as they walk in and the room is full with people. She guesses there are about 20 people standing, sitting, walking, all in various stages of dress and undress.There is a smell of something. "He wants a girlfriend of his own," April suggested.Darnell looked at me and nodded, "I think I do." That chick at the show was flirting with you, why didn't you flirt back?" I asked, rather surprised that Darnell didn't at least get the girl's number.He sighed. "Because the moment she finds out that I like sucking my friend's dick, she's gonna hit bricks. I don't need that." You want what April and I have," I said."Exactly," he admitted.When we reached Darnell's apartment parking lot, we. He was very jumpy when he wanted to be, he could get very excited over the simplest things. He liked to sniff me if I would bend over to pick something up or if I had my legs open. His nose touched one time and I shiverred and pushed him away. I knew he got horny as the boys called it. He never had a mate so Im sure he was just like those teenage guys at school, ready to jump on anything. As the evening went by I had fixed dinner and Jake was fed. I went in the next room to brush my hair from.